Effort.

Effort?

I ain't got no time for that.

Maybe it's just because I'm reading Nietzsche. He is talking a lot about how responsibility is an illusion, how action is always necessary.

I don't think it isn't quite that strict.

I feel like the deeper issue is one of honesty, of feeling what it is that we are actually feeling.

The issue with effort seems to be more about self-deception, about resistance to reality.

Either way, I'm tired of effort.

I don't want to 'make things work'.

I want life to work for me.